02x18 - Fight for Survival Against the Demonic Legion

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Villagers: From the forest of the spirit tree.

Villagers: Even kids.

Villagers: Who is that giant man?

Ser: We have become an exhibition.

I: They're just jealous.

Villagers: Look!

Villagers: Elves!

Villagers: They have otherworldly beings like elves with them.

Villagers: Then, are they real witches?

P: How rude!

Iva: No kidding.

Iva: They lumped me in with you!

Villagers: So one of those two must be...

Morgan: No... Hey, folks.

Morgan: The lady witch is this one here.

I: Why are you hiding?

Sch: Hello.

Villagers: What the hell?

Villagers: No way. She's just a girl.

Elder: Morgan, is this some joke?

Morgan: Uh, no. It's no joke.

I: Uh-oh...

I: Well, not like I blame them.

I: Why not show them a spell or two?

I: Maybe that'll convince them.

Sch: That's impossible!

Sch: You don't use magic to show off.

: That's unthinkable.

Priest: That is why I objected to this, elder.

Elder: Reverend!

I: A pastor.

Ser: This is becoming too complicated...

Priest: Clinging to strange superstitions,

Priest: such as witches, will not solve anything.

Priest: Still, Morgan...

Priest: How could you make a child dress as a witch?

Priest: I'm sure you feel guilt over being the sole survivor,

Priest: but this goes too far.

Morgan: No...

Priest: Your garments suggest you are a traveling troupe.

Priest: Did Morgan beg for help when you were traveling?

Priest: I don't know if this is a diversion to you,

Priest: but you cannot handle those demonic beasts.

Priest: Leave now.

Elder: But if you take a good look, reverend,

Elder: the giant man appears quite formidable.

Elder: Why do we have to chase them off?

Priest: I insist!

Priest: This ordeal is a test of our faith, sent by God.

Priest: We must pray and endure.

Iva: Let's just go back already. They can figure it out.

I: Hey, so we came here, only to be turned away at the door?

I: It's starting to feel stupid.

Priest: Girl, while you may think it a costume,

Priest: you must not dress that way.

Priest: If this were the Holy See, you'd be b*rned at the stake.

Priest: Witches symbolize nothing but sin and evil.

G: We're exhausted from traveling a long way with kids and the ill.

G: Can we lodge here tonight?

Priest: No!

Priest: We have far more important things to—

G: This girl is on a pilgrimage to pray for recovery from illness.

G: As a man of the cloth, aren't you obligated to provide for pilgrims?

Priest: I take no responsibility for what happens.

G: We're in your debt.

Villagaers: Look at that sword...

Villagaers: Is it real?

Villagaers: Look at his left arm.

Priest: Elder, find lodgings for them.

Ser: That was clever.

I: Well, I'm hungry.

Flora: Use your eyes and decide for yourself

Flora: what this fateful encounter means for you.

Title,: Fight for Survival Against the Demonic Legion

Sch: Everyone, please tie this on a finger.

I: Hair? Is it yours?

Ser: Why?

Sch: So I can mindspeak with everyone.

Iva: She means telepathy.

I: Mindspeak? Sounds like a hoax.

Sch: Stupid monkey.

I: Who you calling "monkey," bitch?!

Sch: This is an application of contagious magic,

Sch: which employs a part of the caster's body.

Ser: A little like using bits of nail or hair cuttings for a curse?

Sch: To some degree,

Sch: anyone can use the mind for direct communication with another.

Sch: But it requires connecting one's od...

: one's spiritual magnetic force with the other's.

I: I'm only connected to you? And the rest?

Sch: Connecting two who haven't trained at all would be impossible.

Sch: So...

Sch: When we deal with the trolls,

Sch: I need you all to follow my instructions.

Iva: Obviously.

I: What the hell?! No way!

I: Who's gonna listen to a little girl like you?

Sch: It is the most logical approach.

Sch: As the sole mage, only I can monitor the operation

: and communicate with you.

Ser: That is true.

Ser: When it comes to trolls, you're the specialist.

G: Well, why not?

G: This is her mission, anyway.

P: Salute the commander, private!

I: Damn it to hell!

P: If you flee before the enemy, you'll be sh*t for desertion, Private Monkey!

I: Who're you calling "monkey"?

Ser: Honestly...

F: What is wrong with him?

Ser: He wanted to be in charge.

I: Damn it!

Morgan: Boy, are you practicing the sword?

Morgan: Being alone is dangerous.

I: And what're you up to?

Morgan: I'd thought to catch you all some fish for supper, but no luck.

Morgan: Well, I hope potato soup will do.

I: I've gotta say, this village is kinda crummy.

I: This deep in the valley,

I: you get a half-day's worth of sun, at best.

Morgan: Back in my grandfather's time,

Morgan: the village did pretty well as a resting point along a major route.

Morgan: But that time is past.

Morgan: Still, we shouldn't just go quietly, you know?

Morgan: I have faith in you all.

Morgan: Boy, why are you traveling with them?

Morgan: Is it because you serve the black swordsman?

I: No!

I: I'm traveling to hone my battle skills!

I: Guts and I have a contract that he'll teach me swordsmanship.

Morgan: Oh?

Morgan: That swordsman is very strong, swinging that giant sword.

I: Right?

I: He isn't just strong. He's a monster!

Morgan: You look up to him, huh?

I: Look up to him? No, thanks!

I: I'm using him, see?

I: Well, I'm okay with saying he's my goal... for now.

Morgan: I see.

Morgan: Do you have any family?

I: Heh, who cares about that?

I: It's none of your business.

I: And what about you?

I: I bet your family isn't too keen on your going to find a witch.

I: Besides, what's up with the villagers?

I: After you risked your neck fetching a witch, even a half-baked one,

I: they treat you like some liar!

I: What a heartless bunch.

I: Why don't you just leave?

I: What's the point of sticking around this hole in the ground?

Morgan: My family's bones rest here.

I: Trolls get them?

Morgan: No, it was before all that. There was famine.

Morgan: I'm grateful that the villagers trusted the fate of this place to me.

: I don't hate them.

Morgan: Actually, I'm rather grateful.

Morgan: I was able to see her one last time before my death.

: I think all men are the same.

: As a boy, you love to imagine adventures.

Morgan: I'd neglect my chores to go to the mountains and forests,

: trying to find witches and catch elves.

Morgan: Like you said, I dreamed of leaving this small village behind someday,

Morgan: and going to make my fortune on the wide sea beyond Vritannis.

Morgan: That is...

Morgan: until my mother fell ill.

Morgan: I don't really remember much about those times,

Morgan: but I found myself wandering the depths of the forest.

Morgan: To find a cure for my mother, I must've sought out the witch.

Morgan: I reached her mansion in a dream-like trance.

Morgan: The medicine I brought back saved my mother's life.

Morgan: But she had aged immensely.

Morgan: That's when I began to help with chores

: and stopped going to the forest.

Morgan: And now, I'm old.

Morgan: With the passage of time, my memories have grown fuzzy.

Morgan: Did everything really happen?

Morgan: But back there, deep in the forest, she was still waiting for me.

Morgan: Still looking exactly the same.

Morgan: That is enough for me.

I: Just stop!

I: I don't need stories of has-beens when I'm just starting my life!

P: Kids these days.

I: You clung to a fairy tale dream, and one day, you woke up old!

I: I'm pursuing my dream! I'm not like you!

I: Listening's gonna k*ll my ambition.

I: Later!

Morgan: Oh, you were listening?

Morgan: That boy seems to hold you in high regard.

Sch: When the trolls att*ck, the villagers will seek shelter at this church.

Sch: We have no choice but to set a defense around this place.

Sch: I have to keep it together.

Sch: But there is something else about this place...

Sch: What?

Kids: Get out, witch.

Kids: The reverend says witches and trolls are the same!

G: Scoping out the b*ttlefield?

Sch: Sounds about right.

G: Didn't you have things you wanted to tell that pastor?

Iva: I hate him, that fox-eyes.

Sch: It isn't just the pastor.

Sch: I think everyone in the physical realm is wrong.

Sch: The hill on which the church stands...

: Once, a temple to the spirits of this land was here.

Sch: To stamp spirits out of existence,

: the Holy See built many churches

Sch: on places sacred to those who revered spirits.

Sch: Their doctrine has become

Sch: naught but a tool to demonstrate their authority.

Sch: People fight in God's name and pray for salvation in God's name,

Sch: but the key to their salvation may lie

Sch: in the very entities they choose to forget.

G: That includes you witches, huh?

Sch: My mistress used to live around these parts.

Sch: I heard she visited the poor villages, delivering messages from spirits,

Sch: notifying people of weather changes, and healing the sick.

Sch: Her magic saved countless lives.

Sch: But once the Holy See's influence spread to this region

Sch: and they began building churches here,

Sch: the people turned on her and chased her into the forest.

Sch: Ever since then,

Sch: she's lived in the forest, as though in hiding, away from human eyes.

Sch: But now, they seek her help, as if nothing had happened.

Sch: I can't forgive what they've done.

Sch: If it weren't because of my mistress, who'd bother helping this village?

G: Then don't.

G: If you don't feel up to it,

G: there's no need to risk your life for that ungrateful bunch.

G: Besides, that lady won't live long, so all the more reason not to.

G: Doing something you don't want to, just because you're told to, is weak.

Sch: How rude and irresponsible!

Sch: I brought you here against my will...

Sch: He can't be part of my destiny! Never!

F: Come on, hold still.

Ser: Lady Farnese, since she can't talk,

Ser: is there any point in tying hair to her?

F: But Schierke said we should, regardless.

F: Apparently, images can be communicated.

F: But I don't really understand.

F: Stay still.

Ser: To be honest, I think this troll mission...

Ser: rather, this entire journey

Ser: should have been stopped in the first place, but...

F: Oh, come now.

F: Casca!

F: All right, now it's fine

Ser: It's changed her...

Ser: Something I wasn't able to do.

Ser: I suppose this smile makes it worth the trouble.

F: We match.

Ser: Spirits of the air.

Ser: Bound by nothing, they go where they wish.

Ser: How ironic.

Ser: I am so unlike them.

Iva: What's wrong?

G: Here they come.

Sch: The trolls are here. To the church!

I: What was that? Could it be...

P: It's telepathy.

F: Serpico!

Ser: Lady Farnese!

Villagers: Hey!

Villagers: Trolls! But why so many?!

Villagers: They mean to overwhelm and devour us.

Villagers: We need to run! We aren't safe here!

Villagers: First, blow the horn!

Villagers: Right.

I: Hey!

I: I just got that mindspeak thing.

I: It sure is useful.

Ser: We should head for the church.

Mom: No!

Ser: Huh?

F: Serpico, remember what Schierke said!

P: Elementals!

I: Pull yourself together!

Ser: Right.

Ser: Uh, so visualize...

Ser: I'm counting on you, spirits!

Ser: Hurry!

Mom: Thank you!

I: Got it!

Ser: They're actually very helpful.

Villagers: Magic...

Villagers: It's real magic!

I: Damn it!

I: Why do you always get to show off?

I: This one's mine!

I: Go, fire!

I: One's enough!

I: Get away!

I: Oh, it works.

Ser: Run, or you'll be eaten!

I: This is pointless!

Ser: Agreed!

I: sh*t!

I: They're eating their own injured!

Ser: If you don't want to end up like that troll, run!

F: Casca!

Ser: Are you all right?

F: Y-Yes...

Ser: I never would have thought

: that Lady Farnese would shield anyone with her body.

Ser: It looks like the silver's warding off evil.

Ser: I'll clear a path.

Ser: Run to the church.

Pastor: Everyone, hurry inside.

Villagers: Look!

Villagers: Someone's surrounded!

Mom: They're the witch's companions.

Mom: They stopped so I could escape!

Villagers: There's no hope for them now.

Pastor: Fools.

Pastor: I warned them.

Pastor: Fool!

Pastor: They can't be dealt with by human means!

Ser: Now's our chance!

Ser: Run to the church!

Elder: Reverend, did you see that?

Villagers: Amazing.

Villagers: He did it!

Villagers: That man might take back the village from the trolls.

Iva: Wow, he's amazing!

Iva: You can't tell who the monster is here.

Sch: Indeed, he seems hardly human.

Sch: Is this also because

Sch: he long resided in the interstice, where mind easily influences matter?

Sch: Or something else?

Sch: What are the shadows I see around his blade?

Sch: Ready, Ivalera?

Iva: I was born ready.

Iva: I put the charm on a wall facing the direction you said.

Iva: Look at her, all nervous.

Sch: Er, hello!

Sch: I'll use magic to erect a shield around the church.

Sch: Everyone should go inside.

Pastor: Accursed witch!

Pastor: Elder, please drag her down right now.

Elder: Oh, but...

Villagers: Magic? No way...

Villagers: I saw her companions rip trolls apart without touching them!

Villagers: Isn't she with the swordsman? If so...

I: There!

P: Yep, baby steps...

Pastor: Stop it!

Iva: Hey, wait a minute!

Pastor: No, I forbid it!

Iva: We're busy. Don't interfere.

Pastor: How dare you perform such evil acts before God?

Pastor: Step down at once.

Iva: Who do you think Schierke is trying to help, anyway?

Pastor: I said to stop!

F: You're the one who needs to stop!

F: She is trying to protect the village!

F: You cannot see that?

Pastor: Silence!

Pastor: Even if we were to survive,

Pastor: if we did so by an evil force, it would have no meaning!

Pastor: God ordained our deaths!

F: This man... is the same.

F: The same as I was before,

: damning people to their deaths in God's name.

F: I have no right to speak.

Pastor: So words will not reach you?

Iva: Stop him!

Iva: When Schierke's chanting, she has no sense of what's going on!

F: Let go of her!

Pastor: Do not interfere!

I: What's going on?

Ser: They got behind us.

Ser: Lady Farnese?

G: Casca!

G: You all go!

G: I can hold here alone.

G: You protect the women and those inside!

Ser: Understood! You handle the rest!

I: Damn, leave some for me!

I: Idiots, out of the way!

Villagers: Hey, did you see that?

Villagers: He leaped... No, flew over us.

P: Well done, my wind army.

I: Why don't you guys try pitching in?

Ser: Isidoro, can you handle things here for a while?

P: See you!

Pastor: Accept it!

Pastor: You must not fear!

F: Casca!

Pastor: Fools...

Iva: Schierke!

Pastor: Oh, God... Take me to thy bosom.

I: That was the last strike.

I: They just keep coming...

I: What's Schierke doing?

I: Guess I'm outta options.

P: But with your skills, I gotta say...

I: Idiot! This is where it counts!

I: sh*t. The sword's thrown me off-balance.

I: You've gotta be kidding.

I: Will I die here?

I: Gramps!

Villagers: Morgan!

Villagers: Hey, you guys!

Villagers: Don't leave it to the kids and elderly!

Villagers: That's right!

Villagers: Damn it!

I: Gramps, hey!

Sch: From the void I call thee, four kings of land, sea, sky and fire.

Sch: Shield us in this circle.

Sch: Light the flame to warm, protect, and guard us.

Sch: Ward us from all harm.

Sch: I call upon thee, the four sacred kings, to come forth and protect us.

Ser: Lady Farnese!

Villagers: The trolls are crumbling...

Villagers: What is this light?

P: His wound's healing!

P: He'll live!

I: This is... her magic?

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Is this punishment or...

I am wielding a blade for another's protection...

Fine! Come at me, you mad apes!

Guess I'll go for a hundred consecutive kills.

I missed you, boy. It's been a while.

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